The Laughing Clown in Pirate

Bang! Flesh and blood spattered, and Rafael's head fell back, but his body did not fall as if he was rooted on the deck.

When he tilted his head back and straightened it up again, a hole appeared on his forehead, and red translucent hyphae were entangled and flying in the hole on his forehead.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!, William fired four shots in less than half a second, and four holes appeared in Rafael's body. He staggered but did not fall.

"It hurts! It hurts! Brother William!" Rafael screamed, and then he let out a low and hoarse laugh.

William punched Rafael in the face, pushed him against the railing of the boat, and pressed the muzzle of the gun against Rafael's chin.

"Ship doctor, dissect Jack's body and find a solution to the parasitic spores as soon as possible!"

Although he only drank one glass of wine, William's chest was already slightly numb.

"Sea water! Generally sea water is useful for dealing with Devil Fruit users. Bring the sea water quickly!" the ship's doctor shouted loudly, carrying his medical kit to the body of the dead little Jack.

Aaron jumped down into the sea with a bucket. After filling the bucket with water, he held the handle of the bucket between his teeth and climbed up the ship. At this time, other fishmen had also brought buckets and jumped into the sea one after another.

"First take a few sips and then pour it all over your body!"

There has been no change. The crew of the Laughing Pirates have begun to have difficulty breathing. Even the mushrooms on Aaron's back are still lush. The ship's doctor has left little Jack's chest, and the red mushrooms have grown all over the chest and the flesh and blood are melting in it.

together.

With trembling hands, he picked up a handful of seawater and sprinkled the water into his open chest. Under the influence of sunlight and salt, the mushrooms only grew faster.

The sea breeze was blowing; the silver waves and the blue sea were below Rafael's shaking head. He laughed sarcastically: "Hahaha! It's useless! The parasitic spores are just plants that exist in nature that I found! It doesn't happen at all.

Affected by sea water!”

"Who do you think you are! Savior of slaves? Free man? Hero?"

"You are just rebels who disrupt order! Just like the occasional small waves in the sea, they have no impact on the sea. Sooner or later, you will be crushed by the giant rock that has stood in the world for eight hundred years, leaving no flesh and blood!"

Bang! Smoke erupted from William's gun. He threw the headless corpse into the sea and turned to face the desperate crew!

"William! What to do!" Bosun Pike asked, his eyes red. He still had a litter of puppies to raise, and he didn't want to die!

William gave the boatswain a hug and faced everyone who drank from the barrel of wine.

"Everyone who drank that barrel of wine boarded the Laughing Clowns' ship and cleaned the deck. I doubt CP0 has the ability to track it with parasitic seeds!"

Silence... Muffled cries resounded on the ship, first from children and then from women.

"It's just a tiny spore. I've never seen anything before, so what's there to be afraid of! Haha... cough, cough, cough!" Old Hank wanted to laugh boldly, but in the end he coughed, leaving only intense wheezing.

Even so, he was the first to take the step, followed by the others who had drank. The drunken members of the Sun Pirates hugged their acquaintances goodbye.

"Do you have anything to explain?" Fisher Tiger shouted. He couldn't bear to say his last words.

"If you meet my wife Qiuya, tell her to remarry! She is a furry Husky like me! There is a small tuft of white hair on her chest!" Boatswain Pike shouted.

"I buried half of my money east of Banana Village. There is an orange tree there. Walk ten steps under the tree and dig down one meter!" shouted a sailor from the Sun Pirates.

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There were not many people to tell the aftermath, and people sailing on the sea had nothing to worry about. They boarded the Laughing Pirates' ship and waved their final goodbyes to the remaining crew members of the Sun Pirates.

The sailors, who had some difficulty breathing, insisted on climbing up the mast and unfolded all the sails. On the sail of the Laughing Pirates was a big smiling face.

"No matter what storms, storms, and stormy waves a man faces, he must face them with a smile." This is what the clown who painted the smiling faces by hand said to the crew.

The day after they painted the smiling faces, they encountered a large whirlpool and a storm, and the laughing clown stood on the bow of the ship facing the wind and waves.

Plop! A sailor who had untied the sail lost his balance and fell to the deck, his chest heaving slightly and his breathing weak. He was an alcoholic and had drunk the most.

On the blue sea, the full-sailed Sun Pirates and the Laughing Pirates were drifting away. William lit the cigarette with trembling hands and breathed hard. The white smoke evaporated from his mouth and nose and disappeared.

In the sea breeze.

Holding on to the railing of the boat, he looked at the crowd, and a smile appeared on his lips. Those who were gradually having difficulty breathing, held on to the railing of the boat and smiled back.

Five minutes later, someone started convulsing all over his body.

Six minutes later, blood gushed out from his mouth and nose, and the first person fell on the deck. Then one after another, plop...plop...

There was no impassioned singing, no heroic laughter. They were suffocated to death by the parasitic spores growing wildly in their chests, which squeezed out their alveoli in silent fear, and fell on the unstable deck.

Red bloodshot eyes had grown on William's neck, his eyes were red, veins popped out in his hands, and he scratched the railing of the boat.

And on this swaying deck, crazy laughter sounded, first small and then loud, wantonly and arrogant!

Parker, who fell on the deck, supported the deck with both hands, and gradually stood up, followed by Old Hank, Chef Mickey...all the familiar faces!

"Hey... Isn't this William, the first officer of the Laughing Pirates? After a while, he became so virtuous!" Different voices spoke one sentence at the same time.

They slowly surrounded William York.

"Don't worry, you won't die! I will capture you and torture you until you tell everything you know!" As soon as they finished speaking, they ran towards William together!

"Shoot randomly!" William let go of the railing with both hands, and pulled out two revolvers from his body, emptying all the bullets in two seconds. The two guns were thrown down, and another shotgun was pulled from the gun belt behind his back.

Pull it out.

Bang! Bang! Two bangs, the scattered steel balls directly knocked the four people running towards them backwards, and the powerful recoil also caused William's back to hit the ship's railing.

Without stopping, two more pistols appeared in William's hands.

William can pull out both guns in 0.2 seconds, turn on the safety and fire 4 bullets accurately, and there are sixteen guns hanging on his body, which is the music played by gunfire.

Ten seconds later, there was no living creature standing on the empty deck except William.

"Damn it! William York!!!" Rafael, who was using Pike's body, was stepped on by William.

The trigger clicked, and twelve rounds of bullets rained out.

In the thick smoke, two pistols fell from William's hanging hands.

William, whose face was covered with blood-red threads, raised his head. The sky was blue, as blue as the day he first met the clown.

He reached out and pulled out the last gun from his waist.

The barrel of the gun is made of silver with roses embroidered on it, but it is a low-quality revolver that only looks good and will explode.

He slowly put the pistol to his chin.

The sails of the ship made a roaring sound in the wind, and the bright red smile on it became even brighter.

boom!!!

The blue gradually faded away in his shaking vision, leaving only darkness.

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In a small town in the East China Sea, William York, who was practicing his gun on the coast, saw marine debris floating in the distance.

He is pale, wearing a blue and white striped sailor uniform, a pirate hat on his head, a clown-like big red nose, and long hair as blue as the sea.

William York stepped on the chest of the ocean garbage, and the black muzzle of the gun was pressed against the man's forehead.

"Ahhh! Don't shoot! It's me!"

"Who are you!"

"Bucky the Clown, with a bounty of 4 million Baileys, is a pirate!"

The frowning William York was about to exert force with his fingers.

"Wait! If you kill me, you can only get up to 4 million Baileys. I can take you to find the treasure on this island! The treasure map is in my pocket!"

Wow~ Under the bright sunshine, the sound of the waves is crisp and clear.

The clown choked and his sea-blue hair was messy, showing a embarrassed and flattering smile, while William York was holding a gun and frowning.